#Americans #Modernism
i walked the boulevard i saw a dirty child skating on noisy wheels of joy pathetic dress fluttering behind her a mothermonster
god gloats upon Her stunning flesh… the rechings of Her green body amo… unseen things, things obscene (Who… the caving ages curiously con) —but the lunge of Her hunger softl…
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if learned darkness from our searc… should wrest the rare unwisdom of… and if thy hands flowers of silenc… upon a wish,to rapture should surp… my soul slowly which on thy beauty…
being twelve who hast merely gonorrhea Oldeyed
a blue woman with sticking out bre… clothes. On the line. not so old for the mother of twelve undershir… by is it Bishop Taylor who needs… that marriage is a sure cure for m…
a salesman is an it that stinks Ex… Me whether it’s president of the y… or a jennelman name misder finger… important whether it’s millions of… or just a handful absolutely doesn…
here is little Effie’s head whose brains are made of gingerbre… when the judgment day comes God will find six crumbs stooping by the coffinlid
hist whist little ghostthings tip—toe twinkle—toe little twitchy
OVER silent waters day descending night ascending floods the gentle glory of the sun… In a golden greeting
the wind is a Lady with bright slender eyes(who moves)at sunset and who—touches—the hills without any reason
Buffalo Bill ’s defunct who used to ride a watersmooth-silve… …
Where’s Madge then, Madge and her men? buried with Alice in her hair, (but if you ask the rain
into the smiting sky tense with blend ing
yours is the music for no instrume… yours the preposterous colour unbe… —mine the unbought contemptuous in… till this our felsh merely shall b… by speaking flower